John’s Connection To All This
The man on the toilet groaned- “If this don’t beat cock-fighting!”
- one of her more diaphanous outfits
- using only one hand
- like clandestine love affairs
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John’s connection to all this shouldn’t have surprised me. He was certainly prone to things like clandestine love affairs, and evidently he could make them happen using only one hand.
“What do you know about Tessa?” I asked the woman. “And do you really think your husband’s name is Maurice?”
“I know it is,” she said. “Did you really think his name was John? As for Tessa, my only interest in her is what pertains to Maurice’s dalliances. This pretty well sums it up.” She shoved her phone at me again, and this time I saw John (Maurice, allegedly) dancing with Tessa, who wore one of her more diaphanous outfits. It was a gown of dragonfly wings I stole for her from the Bulgarian embassy in Thailand. Watching John leer at Tessa, and Tessa’s coy smile in return, I understood my companion’s sense of betrayal.
“If this don’t beat cock-fighting!” The conductor had come up the aisle and stood watching the video over my shoulder. The phone’s owner tucked it out of sight and glared at the conductor, who said, “Tickets, please.”
After he left, the woman said, “Excuse me, I must use the facilities. I will be right back.”
The train covered several miles, but she didn’t return. Thinking myself ditched, I went in search of the restroom in case I was wrong.
Behind the door of the first restroom I found was a man. His face was bruised, and wrapped tightly around his throat was a tinsel stole. I loosened it. The man on the toilet groaned.
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